Chapter 198

Huan Xin sees that his father salutes a wooden man and is accountable. He can't help worrying that he is insane.

However, suddenly, the wooden man with the stigma stood up from the ground, shivering, making a strange noise of joint friction, which seemed to be laughing.

"Ah Huanxin exclaimed softly.

Even more amazing things happened. The sound of wood chips knocking came from the chest and abdomen of the wooden man. At the beginning, it was chaotic, and gradually approached people's words Ha ha, I'm not good at chess! I didn't expect the little girl to come back so early! Da Da, guess what I am

The puppet made of wood could talk, and it was like falling into a dream.

At this time, the adoptive father said in a deep voice: "the Yin turns into the void, and the Yang into the God. Leaving the world and being independent, emerging and becoming immortal.... "

Smell speech, wood person strange smile again, seem to be in smug.

At this time, a woman's voice came from the West woods.

"What a Taoist yuan Shen, he is not shallow in practice." But sun lichai walked out.

When the wooden man saw her, he was surprised, "how can I not see through the fate of your doll? It's impossible. Even if there are dead bones in the grave for many years, as long as there are still Qi left, I can spy on them Unless... "

Huanxin curiously asked: "unless what?"

The wooden man's column head shakes for a while. It's clear that it's a bright and clean skull, but Huan Xin still feels that there's a look on him.

"You little girl! It's a pity that there will be death in the future. " He was not polite at all, which made the little girl blush with anger.

"Well! If you don't say it, why curse people! If you don't say it, I don't want to hear it! " Huanxinhuhu turned his head, just to see Sun Li Chai smile, immediately embarrassed, "Hey! That wooden man, I speak in a blunt tone. Don't blame me. Hee hee. "

The wooden man's head began to spin. "Little girl, every family is polite and knows how to respect the old people! Listen to me, I was Xu Fu, who had been to Penglai in those years! You two girls, a little blacksmith, worship me and give me all of your internal power so that I can rebuild my spirit. I don't know if I can give you any good! "

Sun Li Chai sneered, "I dare to do this trick. If it wasn't for the young Buddhists, you would have been ruined by millions of Buddhists. How could you have such an affectation?"

Although the wooden man didn't know who the Buddha was, he was furious when he heard such a scornful tone! I'm so angry! One day, I'll make a great success. I'm sure you'll be out of your wits! "

Huanxin was furious, "bah, bah, bah! What an old monster! I will teach you a lesson for fairy sister this time! "

With that, she took out the Fuyu sword and rushed to the wooden man.

The adoptive father frowned and had no time to stop Huan Xin, so he had to help him secretly with the method of transmitting sound into the secret.

"Xin'er, Xu Fu's origin is strange. You should be careful. Fortunately, the wooden man's legs are still defective. You wait for the opportunity to attack him with" open and close swordsmanship. "

Huan Xin was silent, but he knew it immediately. He approached the wooden man seven feet away and lifted the sword to the wooden man's head.

The wooden man's two exquisitely carved palms had hidden mechanisms. At this time, he popped up a one foot long wooden stick and grasped it. He raised his hand and waved to deflect the Huanxin sword from the ridge of the sword.

However, although Huan Xin was young, he had enough experience against the enemy. When he turned his wrist, he drew a sword flower, but the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the joints of the wooden man's legs.

Xu Xiangong is a veteran in the world. The stick on his left arm still hits the back of the sword. A strange force penetrates into Huanxin meridians along the body of the sword. Suddenly, half of her body is numb and her movement slows down.

"The little girl is very tender!"

Huan Xin snorts coldly. He bullies the wooden man and is inconvenient to move. He hastens to keep away from Xu Xiangong.

Sun lichai was watching the battle. At this time, she also heard a voice saying: "the wooden man's feet are deformed, and the movement is difficult. You can attack from the side, so he has only one arm to deal with it."

As soon as Huan Xin's eyes brightened, he used his martial arts to dispel the power, and then rushed forward again.

This time, she went around to the left side of the wooden man and stabbed repeatedly. Xu Xiangong tried to turn around while resisting. Unexpectedly, he tripped his legs and fell to the ground.

The adoptive father smiles and says in a loud voice: "heart, you can use the sword instead of the sword, and use the chopping Ao sword technique to take the enemy's head lightly."

It's a sword cutting skill, which is handed down from shixiangmen in Guangdong Province. It's fierce and violent. My adoptive father said this, but he wanted to split Xu Xiangong.

Huan Xin didn't think much about it after hearing the words, so he threw his sword.

After all, she is a rare talent of martial arts. Although this Sabre technique is a small success, a magnificent sense of sabre comes out. It rises like a raging sea, and falls like thunder.

Sun Li Chai nodded, and her adoptive father was surprised.

The intention of the sword was fierce. The wooden man tried to wave his limbs, but he was cut off one by one. Xu Xiangong was shocked by the sharp murderous spirit.

After all, Huan Xin was kind-hearted and soft hearted. When he saw the tragic image of the wooden man, he couldn't chop the last sword."Well! Well, it's time for you to learn a lesson. Next time, show some respect to fairy sister and adoptive father, or I will I'll beat you up again

Xu Xiangong mumbled a few times, quite dissatisfied, "ah! If it wasn't for me How can you be insulted by children like you? Don't be complacent. If you destroy the body of the wooden man, the spirit of the old man will not die out, but you will return to the world in a few days. "

Huan Xin goes back to his adoptive father and makes an appearance of asking for credit.

"Good boy!" The adoptive father chuckled, "Xu Xiangong, who had been attached to the secret book I showed you before, took advantage of my unprepared and hid in the wooden man to rob my inner Qi when I instilled it with real power."

"Well, it's all that secret book. I'll destroy it." Then she took out the mystery of Tianshu from her arms and was about to throw it to the ground.

"It's not about the secret script!" The adoptive father quickly stopped her and began to preach.

Here, sun lichai went to the wooden man and leaned over to lift Xu Xiangong.

"Can you tell fortune?"

"Oh Xu Xiangong was cold and proud.

"Don't think that you are not afraid of being killed because you are the body of the yuan God. Poor nuns have many ways to teach you not to live beyond your means." Sun lichai's face was angry, and a flash of Epiphyllum in the center of her eyebrows was like the angry eyes of a God King.

When Xu Xiangong saw her Epiphyllum seal, he immediately exclaimed, "impossible! Isn't it supposed to be unborn yet? "

"Do you know the pure land?"

"So this is pure land? Do you know the paradise of Buddhism

"Exactly."

"No wonder..."

Sun Li Chai clenched her fists, and her eyes reflected the magnificent mountain of Xumi. She was majestic, and could suppress the spirit. "Speak clearly!"

Xu Xiangong was really scared this time, "don't! Don't punch! I'll tell you

At that moment, he shivered and said all he knew about the pure land.

It turns out that there are many records in unofficial history that a black ball and a roll of gold paper entangled each other many times out of thin air. When the gold paper appeared, the animals were horrified, birds were startled, and people were heartbroken when they saw it.

The pattern on the gold paper is just a Epiphyllum.

Sun lichai knew immediately that it was the struggle between Buddha and Xiangshu. Their existence spanned three generations. No wonder they appeared in history.

However, in her own history, there has never been a golden paper or a black ball.

So, which is real? Which is illusory?

Is it Buddha who tampered with history, or is there something wrong with her memory?

Sun lichai thought of Lu Zhengkang's words, "what's the difference between the past and the future?"

Yes, for Bodhisattva, time is just a game. What he cares about is the fruit he pursues in his heart.

This is the way of Buddha.